Over the course of our lives we start to collect things, stuff and items that bring "Tears" of both joy and sadness when we remember the time, person or place where we first got the item.
Of the literally thousands of items in my home the Embroidery sampler that hangs on my wall today is one of those.
The story is long but in my heart, very interesting.
When I first moved into my new home back in Illinois, with my then new husband, my mom hand stitched a sampler embroidery with her rendition of my home. I loved it. She put so much energy into each little stitch.
The date, 1976.
What brought this long lost thought to my mind was my bloggy friend, Pat, over at Corn in my Coffee Pot
She spotted the wall hanging that has graced my walls over the years, in the background of a photo I posted in a previous post.
The story behind this also has another twist, not only did my mom embroider this beautiful sampler but during a move many years ago, my family went from Illinois to San Antonio, Tx, and this sampler came along in a moving van. Since my moms death it has hung with such pride in every home I've lived since.
My brother Tom died in 1986 and during the sad time of his death I remember asking his wife if I could have a liothograph he bought on a trip to "Boys Town, Nebraska". He was so proud of this treasure and I so wanted to hang it in my home. Well she said no and with tears in my eyes, I let it go.
Time and the Mr's Job had me moving every few years and when I got to Ft. Lauderdale my Tears came flowing when I saw the movers broke the entire frame and did a bit of damage to my moms embroidery. But low and behold, behind the embroidery was this beautiful wall art that my brother cherished. "He gave it to me" was all I could think (16 years after his death) and then again the Tears began to flow.
It's time to pass this beautiful piece of art down to my daughter. As most of you know she now has 3 sons of her own and these brothers are so close. Uncle Tom loved Gina when she was young, and totally doted on her. I know he would be proud to know it will hang in her home as her boys grow.
"Tears of joy and sadness all rolled into one"
A special thank you to "Pat" for bringing back a fond memory and a Tear to my eye
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